Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

The banquet wasn't over yet, so Nicholas still hadn't left.

He found a quiet corner to pour himself a drink, although it wasn't clear what he was waiting for. I clearly didn't need him, and I even slapped him.

His hand paused mid-air as the glass hovered near his lips. For a moment, he seemed lost, but his gaze quickly sharpened as someone approached. His expression grew cold.

Pete had no trouble finding Nicholas. Nicholas had this indescribable presence. Wherever the coldest, loneliest spot in the hall was, that was where Nicholas could be found. Yet, people couldn't help but be drawn toward him. "You're like a goddamn ghost, haunting us everywhere we go!"

Pete didn't know where his strength came from. But somehow he grabbed Nicholas, who was much larger, by the collar and hoisted him off his stool.

Nicholas was caught off guard and stumbled as Pete dragged him up.

"Looking for a fight?" Nicholas's voice was cold.

"Damn right! I've been wanting to beat your ass for years!"

reason Nicholas hadn't gotten this beating sooner was that Pete hadn't been able to take him before! Nicholas smirked but didn't resist.

a loud thud. But instead

elevator doors to close, sealing out the curious onlookers. He then said in

soon as he finished

his head just

The purch only grazed a few strands of his hair,

en

better way to get a free pass to land a punch on

buy out Radiant City, and the other was a fashion mogul controlling the wallets of the world's wealthiest women. Yet, here they were, fighting like they had a deep-seated grudge without a

had been weakened over the years by illness, alcohol, and cigarettes. The two were evenly matched. At some point, one of them slammed

elevator doors opened, Nicholas kicked Pete, sending him flying two feet across the

didn't come out

and threw it on

fight me? Did you enjoy screwing